addiction 》minsung

8

"This isn't what it looks like, I swear." Jisung lunged forward, snatching the device out of the older's hands.

"I know what fanfiction is, Jisung." Changbin's words filled the younger with dread. This was the moment that Jisung had been fearing ever since he started reading and now that it was actually happening, he had no idea what to do.

"Fanfiction?" Jisung's eyes widened. No, he didn't have to go down like this, he could still keep his dignity. "No, that's not what that was. It was j-just an article-"

Changbin stopped the younger, placing a comforting hand on the other's. "I know because I read it myself." 

The rapper was then silent, attempting to wrap his brain around this news. "You, what?"

"I read it too, no shame." The shorter man shrugged, seeing no issue with the matter.

Jisung was still blown away. 

"You read about me and Minho too?" Although it was a bit difficult to divulge that, he had no doubt the older already knew what the story contained. 

"Ew, no." Changbin's face twisted for a moment before he laughed. "Why would I read about you two?"

"Hey, our stories are great." Even though they were fiction, Jisung was ready to defend them to the death. "But if you don't read about us, then who do you read about?"

"Uhh..." Changbin's nervous eyes flitted to a now-empty box set carefully on the table. "Nobody."

Somehow Jisung doubted the validity of that statement, but before he could press further into the older's sudden awkwardness, the other man changed the subject. 

"But this is great! Now we can follow each other and be friends and recommend each other stories!" The sudden excitement made Jisung smile. Although it would be odd, it would be nice to be able to share this hobby with someone. Holding out his hand, Changbin looked at him expectantly. "Here, give me your phone and I'll give you my account."

Where Jisung was once hiding his phone from prying eyes, now he was freely handing it over.

After successfully finding his own account, Changbin couldn't help but snoop on the other man's. He shook his head, eyes landing on the rapper's username.

_not.hanjisung._

Continuing to scroll past, Changbin couldn't even look at the other man. "You're an idiot."

"Hey." Jisung sneered, grabbing his phone back from the judging eyes. "I didn't know what else to do." 

Now having access to the older's account, Jisung couldn't help but to do the same. From what he could see, Changbin had read a lot, definitely for a lot longer than him. He followed a few accounts, and had a lot of stories saved, most of them centering around a certain deep voiced baker boy.

Changbin moved to look over the other's shoulder, pointing out specific books or authors that he thought the rapper might enjoy. One of the authors was appearing quite frequently on the older's page.

"skzlvr97?" Jisung pronounced each letter one by one, the word like thick glue in his mouth.

"Oh, her stories are great! I love the way she writes everyone, and she updates weekly! You have to check her out." With that name, Changbin nodded. He gave Jisung a knowing look that made the younger nervous. "You and Minho are a recurring couple in the books, don't worry."

Oh, Jisung knew he was going to hate the older having something to tease him about. Nevertheless, he shrugged,  glad to have some recommendations.

"Sorry I'm late!" A voice called behind them, causing both to feel like mischievous children who had just been caught in the act. "The company had to talk to me about how they want the three of us to focus on writing lyrics."

As Jisung slipped his phone back in his pocket, Changbin leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "I'll send you some stories tonight." 

A breathless Chan walked through the door, his hair a mess as if he had ran there. He looked at the two expectantly. "Did I miss anything?" 

The other two glanced at each other, a silent understanding passing between them.

Jisung shrugged. If Changbin wasn't going to say anything, he wouldn't either. "Nope!"